will currently gripping his phone stalking all these pictures of airbnb sweetheart mack on his secret rpf tumblr account and thinking wtf how dare you be this adorable in public without me by your side like a seemingly polite but ultimately lethal guard dog [saves photo] [saves photo] [sets as background] [saves photo]
this is the elongated version of my mama mack tumblr blurb lol.
Socially Mama
(yes i had to take the opportunity to title it that)
Pregnant Mack constantly puts up a fight when Will calls him ‘mama’. He changes his mind pretty quickly when he hears their baby girl say it, though. Somehow, it sticks.
my first thought was holy fuck why are we signing trouba to so much money. then i remembered reavo is gone and we need someone to beat the shit out of anyone who looks at mack and the rest of the babysharks funny and i thought ah okay carry on
also it should be noted that trouba is a woke king and seems to be a really well-liked guy so i’m actually pretty into the fact that grier seems dedicated to signing vets who are a great locker room presence for our young guns
my first thought was holy fuck why are we signing trouba to so much money. then i remembered reavo is gone and we need someone to beat the shit out of anyone who looks at mack and the rest of the babysharks funny and i thought ah okay carry on
mack purring. flushed and with drying strains of tears on his cheeks, hugging will’s pillow while will goes to the bathroom for something to clean him up.
will finds him laying on his stomach, face pressed into the pillow that smells like will, one of his legs bent on the mattress, used soft pussy exposed, wet with his slick and the cum will left inside him. he’s purring so loudly, squirming a little and all will can is drop the wet towel on the floor and cover his omega’s body with his own. he holds his dick, rubbing it against mack’s cunt while kissing his marked neck, and he can feel mack lifting his ass, a silent question for another round, the purring only louder and louder.
he takes him slow, laying on top of mack while mack stays on his stomach, thrusting his hips, burying himself deep into the soft wet heat of mack’s pussy, mack’s moaning and purring straight into his ear, begging will to cum inside him again.
pondering floppy ear bunny hybrid mack that spends a lot of time keeping his long ears nice and silky and clean, taking pride in it. he gets quite upset when they get too dirty or messed up because they’re very sensitive and very important to him.
will who loves to watch mack take care of them every night, staring in awe, and when it rains will literally gives the shirt off his back for mack for put it on his head and protect his ears (eventually he learns to bring an umbrella everywhere just in case)
he assumes it’s the same sentiment in the snow, but no, turns out bunny mack actually loves the snow. he gets so excited when they’re somewhere snowy that he runs out the door and drags will out with him.
it’s the cutest thing will has ever seen, mack’s ears covered in little snowflakes, face blushed red and the non stop giggling.
mack (easily) convinces will afterwards that he has to pet his ears and let mack lay in his lap all night to warm back up. he also convinces will that maybe they should fuck too yknow because it’s just wayyyy too cold for bunny mack and body heat always does the trick.
mack might have a liiittle thing for bruises. nothing crazy, he just thinks the blue and purple mix is pretty, and oddly likes the soreness in the same way people can’t stop wiggling an achy loose tooth.
he’s admiring it in the mirror, lightly ghosting his fingertips over his ribs when will catches him and comes up to him from behind, putting both hands on mack’s waist.
will looks at mack in the reflection, rubbing his hands up and down, thumbing at the bottom of the bruise splaying over mack’s skin.
“pretty, hm?” will says before kissing mack’s shoulder gently. mack agrees dumbly.
later, wills got his arms anchored around mack’s legs, head buried into his inner thighs sucking hickeys all over the thin skin there. mack is panting and squirming around, unsure whether to push down or pull away at the feeling.
eventually will pulls off, lips a little red, and sees mack’s wetness spilling out of him all glossy. he kisses a trail to it, lapping it up, then finding his way to mack’s clit humming and circling around it with his tongue.
mack pushes his head back into the bed with the whine, saying wills name as a form of begging. will doesn’t pull away as he slips a finger into mack, groaning at the warmth.
quickly, one finger turns into two and mack is grinding down into him.
“will, please, can i?”
will encourages him enthusiastically, listening to mack moan and pulse around his fingers. when will pulls them out he uses the wet hand to wrap around himself, moving upward to kiss below mack’s ear.
“not done yet, baby.” another kiss, then he pulls back to admire his work. “gotta get inside you, look so pretty all marked up.” finally he plants a kiss to mack’s lips, “that okay?”
mack nods aggressively, breath hitching. will lines himself up and pushes in slowly, pathetically groaning at the feeling of mack’s tightness.
“fucking love you, yknow that? made for me.” will starts talking out of pure admiration, fucking into mack slow and sweet at first, pressing a hand down on mack’s lower belly.
mack whines out at the feeling, slurring a “love you”, unable to say anything more.
as the pace quickens, will gets lost in the feeling of mack around him and mack is moaning into every movement, so wet and spilling out around wills cock.
wills getting close, so he brings a thumb to circle around mack’s clit again, still sensitive from before. mack cries out, feeling the stimulation everywhere.
“feel so good, mack.” mack knows what that means, breathe stuttering.
“inside.” mack asks “please, will, inside.” and there’s zero chance in hell will is ever going to say no to that, so he fucks mack harder.
when he starts spilling into mack, deep, he feels mack clench and pulse around him, coming with him. the breathy whimpers spilling from mack are so pretty as he slows to a stop, gently dragging himself out of mack’s wetness and watching his come spill out.
he pushes it back in when mack whines at the feeling then will kisses him all over as a thank you and an i love you and an i never want anybody else.
mack realizes that maybe, his thing for bruises, is more so just a thing for will. maybe everything, really, is more so just a thing for will.
freshly got-together pre-mated wm where mack doesn’t really care about the whole courting process (expect for the fact that it’s just cute) and just wants his alpha while will got raised this way and really believes in doing everything properly, which includes no sex before mating.
so will just spends so much time spoiling mack, buying him gifts and feeding him with his favorite foods, taking him on dates, including mack in all his plans so he wouldn’t feel left out, tries his best to keep their quality time in, like, the highest quality to make it up for mack that they’re waiting with everything else.
but like. it only makes mack hornier.
because this is his perfect alpha. his will who takes care of him, plans the best dates, carries his hockey bags for him, is letting mack mark his whole neck since he doesn’t have the bite mark yet, but still wants everybody to know he has his omega already. will, who’s loving and so handsome, and only his, and mack just wants to rail him brainless for the whole night straight.
so mack always tries to push further whenever they make out, because he can smell in will’s scent that he’s just as turned on as mack is, just trying to play saint.
so they lie together in mack’s nest, exchanging the sloppiest and wettest kisses, mack moaning shamelessly into will’s mouth. will’s shirtless and only in his grey sweatpants, mack in nothing more than will’s hoodie and his pretty white panties, grinding on will’s hard cock, the soaked panties already sticking to his cunt, his slick making it so easy and good to just press into will’s clothes dick and grind on him.
when will finally comes to his senses and breaks the kiss, trying to push mack slightly away, there’s a dark wet path on his sweatpants where mack’s pussy was grinding on him, mack’s scent heavy and sweet.
and that’s when will loses his own battle. but he’s not doing anything wrong until his dick is not inside mack, right? that’s what he tells himself, when he drags mack back closer, hooking leg over his hip, burying a hand between mack’s legs.
he pushes these cute soaked panties aside and rubs, and fingers him until he comes, and mack’s the happiest omega on earth that night.
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